Luyện nghe bài hát Beggar At The Feast

Ain't it a
it a treat
Hobnbbin'
the elite

Here comes a
There a jew
This a queer,
But can you do

Paris at me
in the dust
And me breaking bread with the upper crust

at the feast
Master of the
Life is easy pickings if you your chance

you go, law-abiding folk
Doing what is decent, but mostly broke
Singing to the on Sundays
Praying for the He'll send
But the ones who take it
the ones who make it in the end

Watch the dance
'em 'till they drop
Keep wits about you and you'll stand on top

of the land
Always get our
Clear away the barricades and we're still

We where the wind is blowing
is the stuff we smell
And when I'm as Jesus
Well, see you all in Hell